Повелитель мух
Gift for the Darkness
"’CourseIwould."
"Can’ttheysee?Can’ttheyunderstand?Withoutthesmokesignalwe’lldiehere?Lookatthat!"
Awaveofheatedairtrembledabovetheashesbutwithoutatraceofsmoke.
"Wecan’tkeeponefiregoing.Andtheydon’tcare.Andwhat’smore—"HelookedintenselyintoPiggy’sstreamingface.
"What’smore,_I_don’tsometimes.SupposingIgotliketheothers—notcaring.What’udbecomeofus?"
Piggytookoffhisglasses,deeplytroubled.
"Idunno,Ralph.Wejustgottogoon,that’sall.That’swhatgrownupswoulddo."
Ralph,havingbegunthebusinessofunburdeninghimself,continued.
"Piggy,what’swrong?"
Piggylookedathiminastonishment.
"Doyoumeanthe—?"
"No,notit...Imean...whatmakesthingsbreakupliketheydo?"
Piggyrubbedhisglassesslowlyandthought.WhenheunderstoodhowfarRalphhadgonetowardacceptinghimheflushedpinklywithpride.
"Idunno,Ralph.Iexpectit’shim."
